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Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
I come in variety of colors and am found almost year round. My house is tall and my only fear is the cold. What am I?
What tastes better than it smells?
What room do ghosts avoid?
I am black white and read all over.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?